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Professor Shrine stood out on the pitch, with a load of brooms levitated, his wand arm extended, his mouth having just muttered the words "Wingardium Leviosa". He layed the brooms to the ground and waited for the students to come. |
Didymus walked down to the pitch and spotted the Professor. She gave a little wave and then waited for more people to come so that the class could begin. |
*walks down to the pitch, smiles at Professor Shrine, and waits for the class to begin* |
Professor Shrine greeted the students, and looked at Ari. She seemed to be fine. "Nice to see you're not too banged up after that hit, Ari!" he said, while handing them both broomsticks. "We'll start after one or two more students come" |
Birdy walks down to the pitch, wondering what flying lessons will be like. She waves to professor shrine then sits down on the grass, eyeing the brooms with intrest. |
"Nah, I'm all good." she laughed accepting the broomstick |
Serena picks up her broom and waves at Professor Shrine saying, "Oh, I've been looking forward to this since the beginning of term... I love flying!" :hello: |
Fresh from her argument with Professor Airlia and the Headmaster, she burst out of the gigantic oak front doors of the castle and, seeing a class in session, her anger turned into anticipated mischief. Rubbing her hands together, she slowed down her 'walk' and went past the Professor, hovering above a rock, yawning loudly. |
*looked around the pitch and noticed Marcella* *smiles kindly at her, as she hadn't seen her in a long time* |
Her anger dwindled as she caught sight of Ari. She couldn't take it out on her. That'd be no fun. Twiddling her fingers, she started to become impatient, wanting desparately for some innocent firsties to pop along so she could torment them. It wasn't her fault she had nowhere to vent her anger and the Headmaster had caused it. Together with Airlia. Causing hassle for them would get her revenge and hopefully convince them to actually listen to her. Teachers thought they knew everything, but they didn't. |
A young teenage girl with flowing brunette hair runs up to the pitch. "Professor Shrine, I'm sorry for being late. My bag broke and everything spilled out, then I tripped over something, ran into a wall and--" She quickly stops. Gina blushes a deep shade of red, as all eyes stare at her. "Sorry," She whispers shyly. |
*afton comes down and stands with the rest of the class. she smiles shyly at the professor* |
Professor Shrine was excited to have such a full class. He welcomed Afton, Gina, Ari, Serena, Birdy and Marcella, along with the first student to come to his class. He raised an eyebrow at Marcella, observing her lack of apparent respect, but continued. "As your flying Professor, I want to make this as fun as possible for you guys, so I'll start with a question. Favorite Quidditch teams, all of you. Which ones?" |
:lol: The Chudley Cannons.... I really like their name!! |
*afton looked around. she slowly raised hr hand* "my favorite quidditch team is The Holyhead Harpies" *she says shyly* |
"Chudley Cannons.." she scoffed under her breath. A grin emerging onto her face, she pointed a finger at the girl, whilst Professor Shrine's back was turned and instantly made cannons burst through the girl's stomach repeatedly. After casting the spell, she lifted her finger to the back of her neck, pretending to scratch at it, appearing perfectly innocent. |
:huh: "What was that!",dropping her broom, "Am I still alive?" shouts Serena.... shaking... :huh: |
"The Appleby Arrows." |
"Of course you are, you dingbat!" she shot, rolling her eyes heavily. "Gosh, dont they teach you fleshies anything these days? You can't even tell if you're alive! What a joke you are!" |
OOC: :hello: is this class only for old students?or can i join as well? |
*raises her eyebrow yet laughs quietly* "Tutshill Tornados for me." |
"Appleby Arrows!" Gina smiled as she spoke. She seemed to be the quirky, weird type of girl. Her wand behind her right ear, robe sleeves rolled up, her eyes danced with excitement. Gina has never taken her flying lessons before, and therefore is looking forward to it. Suddenly she hears someone behind her scoffing. Turning to look, Gina realizes it's Marcella. "Why are you so rude to Serena?" Gina spoke, frowning. |
:unsure: Serena looks over at Marcella... "Well I've never had cannon blasts coming from my stomach before... after all... you're a ghost and your still here." |
A smirk appearing on her face, she winked toward Ari and, with a click of her fingers, sent tornados around the pitch chasing Serena. Looking at Gina, she said, "I'm not rude, just entertaining myself." |
*raises her hand and thinks for a second* Well, I think the Falmouth Falcons are awesome, but they don't usually get very far in the tournament, so then I root for Pride of Portee, who usually does better. *notices the girl next to her having problems and throughs a glance at Emma who is scrathing her neck, and the teacher, who isn't really looking at the moment.* |
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